الأغاني:
Gucci Mane Bitch I Need That

the Bentley car keys at Bitch I need that, bitch I need that, bitch I need that, keys at, bitch I need that, bitch I need that

like a lemon These sour apple bitter bitches, I'm not fuckin' wit' 'em I'm truly stupid paid that's just how I feel today, I'm movin' slow 'cause codeine

I'll put that pistol on your grandpa I swear I'm so wild I think I just may need a xanbar And If she on my team I bet that bitch know who she playin'

on time so much i had to change my numba, sarcasism, these bitches need to ride em while i pass em, i wouldnt even give that bitch a orgasim, miraculisly

his chest bout the size of a mole i gota j that swing my door n i pay them in coke i got cookers on my team that snort and i pay them in coke my cookers

like my granny sewed a quilt Gucci Make a billion dollars what im tryna do Gucci Mane La Flare im so tired of you And if i had the time i

tell me nothing So fuck what you say I wasni??t born but I'ma die in Atlanta, GA [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Gucci Mane] I had the city on my back But now I

Like Everywhere I Got, I'm Pulling All Yo Hoes Tha Veddy Niggah Whilin I Be Shinin I Be Clean I Be Fresh And I Be Dumb Like Everytime I Hit Da Scene

fast and we smokin up that ganz Twista, Juiceman, Gucci man we get that cash REPEAT CHORUS *TWISTA* Now when I spit it for the niggas and the bitches, I